Tired of arguing with men about how women are truly treated...
I'm jumping up here on my Feminist podium again for a minute: I got into a convo. with my brother a couple of days ago about how Women are treated in our society -he seems to feel that I'm full of it, that women aren't treated badly -hell, we've got women in high places in the gov't, what the hell else could we want?! And he brings up how men are
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I agree completely, no matter how you're dressed men should be grown up enough to know how to police themselves and keep their comments to themselves. But my point was really just to paint a picture of how I was dressed...my overall appearance..
-Back last year, some months into my job, I had a later shift and decided to put on some makeup too look nice. Nothing really bright or sexy, even...in fact, a look I had worn to a job interview or two in the past. I ended up being put down on register 12...which is practically "no man's land" to us cashiers as it's very rarely used. Well, I was down there by myself, the nearest cashier being on register 8 or 9. This older guy (and it's always the older guys, too) comes up and says something to the effect of, "You need to be careful." And I smiled and playing along (as I usually do with my customers and coworkers) and asked, "Why's that?" And he replies, "You're going to give people the wrong impression down here on the corner by yourself." It took me a minute but then I realized what he was getting at...his leering smile helped to nudge me in the right direction. (he was referring to a hooker by my being on "the corner", as it were) Because I was at a loss of what else to say or do, I smiled back and said something about him being bad or needing to watch him comment, or whatever. He got a chuckle and walked off.
A little bit later I got another older guy through my line with his teen son (probably 17-18yrs. old son)...he asked if I wanted to help give his son a spanking, as it's his birthday. But the way he said it and looked at me was 'really' slimey. I didn't even crack a smile. I said no and turned back to my work and then wished them a good day as I finished up their transaction. (I wasn't terribly friendly about any of that, either.)
I think there may have been one other thing that day, but I don't recall exactly now.
Either way, I quickly decided that the men who come into my work obviously aren't grown up enough to handle a woman with makeup on. So since then I've only done eye makeup or just mascara and a little bit of lipstick/lip balm. They aren't worth my trouble anymore, obviously.
I agree...but it's not the world, it's how we raise our children and the way the media further molds us all into certain kinds of modes of thinking and attitude, etc. It's a disgusting circle of learned behaviors. And as women we are taught to be shamed by it and to not fight back and I'm tired as hell of it.
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